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pre:Colum "the old badger" MacCullach STR 16 (+3) (+1 Racial) (+1 Feat) CON 16 (+3) (+1 Racial) DEX 14 (+2) WIS 10 (0) INT 8 (-1) CHA 10 (0) AC 15 HP 15 Speed: 30 Initiative: +2 Attack: Unarmed - +5 (1d4+3) Race: Human Class: Barbarian Alignment: Neutral Good Language: Dwarvish, Common Age: 51 Background: Folk Hero Proficiencies Armor: Light Armor, Medium Armor, Shields Weapons: Simple weapons, martial weapons Saving Throws: Strength, Constitution Skills: Intimidation, Athletics, Animal Handling, Survival, Perception Tools: Brewer's Tools Personality Trait: Thinking is for other people. I prefer action. Ideal: Freedom, Tyrants must not be allowed to oppress the people Bond: A proud noble once gave me a horrible beating and I will take my revenge on any bully I encounter Flaw: I have a weakness for the vices of the city, especially hard drink. Equipment Explorer's Pack Brewer's Tools Shovel Iron Pot Common Clothes Favored Horse Whip (+1 to Animal Handling) Features Lest Dragonmark: Mark of Handling Rage 2/day +2/day Unarmored Defense Variant Feat: Tavern Brawler Dragonmark: Druidcraft Speak with Animals I'm super interested in playing a PBP but I've never done one before. Neither have I played eberron and only barely 5e. I've played a lot of 3.5 and 4e though. --- "You? Yer the old badger's new groom?" The man-at-arms stared at me dumbfounded, his ale suddenly forgotten on the splintered tavern bar. "Aye..." I said sipping from my own ale. "Ach, he's gonna have a right fun time with you." The man laughed, and threw back his drink. "Work ya down tae nothin. You'll be a wee little stick and cold in tha ground b'fore he's done." "I'm not a child." I tried not to let my annoyance show on my face. I was thirteen now, a man grown even if I didn't yet look it. "Everyone who'se been a groom for Colum MacCullach's gone on to be a master of horse for at least a minor lord." "Hah, everyone whose survived ye mean. He's a tough old ox 'n quicker than he looks. His mother was a bear you know. Ye can see it in the eyes. An animal he is." "No...there no way a bear can be..." "Nah it's true. S'common knowledge." He placed the cup on the bar and went to stand. "It cannae be that bad." I was shaking a little. My father had worked with MacCulluch when he was a boy. He hated the old man but couldn't deny his skill at horses. If you weren't born a noble in house Vadalis, MacCullach could at least get you an honorable position. At least, that's what dad said. "Ach, he saved us in the war, that much is true. Shavalant wouldn't be much but a dirt hole ifn' he hadn't stood up with us. Some say he fights like his mamma, all claws and teeth." "Yer just tryn'a scare me." I said and finished my drink. I was supposed to report for duty soon. "Nae, he was here last month," the bartender sidled over. "Right here. Some fella'd wandered in, fancied himself some sort'a bandit. 'Get out yer purses' he said, waving around a cutlass. He'd had a woman with 'im too, some sorta mage. Set my fav'rite hat on fire." I rolled my eyes. "MacCullach busted up one'a my chairs, beat the lad half to death with the pieces. Got hisself a bit singed though, said he didnae like to hit a woman, but after a bit of cinders...well I've never seen a man so angry." I gulped. "Then what happened?" "Beat her full ta'death." "Bit of a temper on that one." The man-at-arms swayed a little, clearly drunk. "Hear'd he'd been called out to Sharn. Dinnae know what they'd want a grumpy old badger out there in the big city." "Tae gently caress yer mother," came the rough reply. MacCullach filled the tavern doorway, his thick muscled frame was gnarled and pinched with age and thousands of broken bones. His face was lined and worn, but his expression calm and even. "I heard she was a field mouse." "Oh poo poo!" Exclaimed the man-at-arms. He jumped from his seat and cringed back against the far wall. "Dinnae worry ye bleedin' idiot. I ain't got a quarrel wit you. My mother WAS a bear, and I do hae a bit of a temper." McCullach looked square at me. "Aren't ye supposed to be at the stables boy?" "Y...yes sir." I trembled. "Get to it then. You've got plenty'a stalls ta muck." "Y...yes." I shot towards the door and the old badger stepped aside to let me pass. MacCullach turned his attention to the drunken guard. "Mazina says some lord bought hisself a half-fiend horse down in Xen'drik and I ta have a look see. We'll settle up when I get back." I didn't hear the rest. I was already running full speed towards the stables. --- MacCullach is a grumpy, querrelous old horseman with a soft spot for babies and people in trouble. He grew up in the Handler's guild and spent more of his life around horses than people. MacCullach has an eye for breeding and is widely considered the most knowledgeable member of house Vidalis when it comes to equines. Although he doesn't agree with the growing trend of magebred animals in Vadalis, he is loyal to his house and understands that soldiers and heroes may need more than a trusty steed. MacCullach is slower to come to blows than in his youth, but he is not averse to solving issues with his fists. The old badger has no love of traditional weapons and instead prefers to use whatever is on hand to beat his opponent senseless. I wasn't sure what to put for artisan tools for the Handler's guild. Any suggestions? I THINK I got everything in here but I might have missed something. DaemonWyrm fucked around with this message at 19:58 on Aug 31, 2015 |
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That's a good point. I like the idea that maybe he makes some moonshine in his spare time.
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Aug 20, 2015 23:08
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TychoBrahesNose posted:he could make high-society dinner parties more of a challenge. lol, yeah I don't really see him as much of a napkin kind of fellow.
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Aug 21, 2015 05:36
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Is there a good online character builder for 5e? The guy with that 3.5 has one but it is only from the basic rules.
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Aug 24, 2015 17:12
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Haschel Cedricson posted:My character's not for you, he's more of a Shelbyville character. Now, wait just a minute. We're twice as smart as the people of Shelbyville!
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Aug 26, 2015 16:58
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I'm in, anybody know how to do that?
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Aug 26, 2015 23:21
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Brewsuke posted:I'm a scrub who doesn't know how to IRC properly. Someone walk me through it like you would if you had to teach a five year old or a really old person how to use it. I couldn't get the web client to work but it works on my android phone using andChat. https://www.synirc.net/servers | https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=net.andchat
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Aug 27, 2015 15:43
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I don't really know the ettiquette of PBP, is it cool if I stole your format Waador? I really liked the layout you used.
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Aug 27, 2015 19:53
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Pacific Standard Time here (GMT -7)
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Aug 27, 2015 20:38
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I've got this school thing all weekend so I might be a little MIA tomorrow and Sunday. I'm still reading and everything when I get a second but...my updates'll be a little short till Monday
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Aug 29, 2015 05:36
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Incidentally, DaemonWyrm, you rolled two Athletics checks when you should have rolled Athletics and Acrobatics. But your second roll is still a 15 (even without your proficiency bonus), so it’s all good. Ah crap, I JUST noticed that. Are both Athletics and Acrobatics Dex based?
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Sep 1, 2015 17:01
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Does an animal handling check like you're talking about count as a "standard action"?
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Sep 14, 2015 16:56
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Oh no! Colum is at -2! He (will probably) died how he lived, shouting at monsters while hungover. I gotta look up the unconscious rules when I get home.
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Waador posted:Obviously, someone will have to actually grapple the thing, but ... Did someone say hillbilly moonshiner?
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